When the green of your eyes come through
Maybe i´ll see something new
With your body and mine raised up
It's good to dream you back home

When the life in your eyes wants black
Things return
You've come back
With your body and mine raised up
Will i ever see you once again

Turn black tables
And your turning black tables
And your making my head blur
Making your head blur
And your turning black tables
And your turning black tables
And your making your head blur
Making my head blur